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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

This is Not A Sappy "That's my Boy" Post, Don't Worry!

Dear world, meet Jeremy Engel at 3 years young. He has a fabulous, sweet, adorable, talented auntie -who's single too, guys! (Hey sis, I'm giving you a plug here! I'll forward any responses from handsome single men after I screen them).

Jeremy is just as feisty and smart as he is beautiful. Here's a quick scenario of his recent annual Pediatric visit:

Dr. Idiot, Jeremy, and Mommy enter examining room.

Dr. Idiotquestions Mommy about Jeremy's "resistance," being as he is not fully toilet trained at 36 months.

Mommy - a wonderful mom and school teacher well versed in child development - points to the fact that even their office literature indicates that this is entirely normal for boys his age.

Dr. Idiot has no response, so the Doc decides to test Jeremy's compliance.

Dr. Idiot to Jeremy: Raise your arm.

Jeremy smiles at her and does not budge.

Dr. Idiot: Bring your legs up.

Jeremy smiles at her and does not budge.

Dr. Idiot to Jeremy: Lay down.

Jeremy smiles at her and does not budge.

Dr Idiot to Mommy: Does he normally follow directions at home?

Jeremy (before Mommy has a chance to respond): Yes! I don't want to lay down!

Note that I have never been more proud of Jeremy, except when he finished a double chocolate hot fudge cake at Bob's Big Boy. That's our boy!

Sooo true. They do what they feel like at that age. My sons are 14 mos apart which means they were both in diapers at the same time for a long time. I worked full time throughout their baby & toddler years. One Friday evening in October, when they were 3 1/2 & 2+, I told the older one, "You are going to learn to use the toilet this weekend." By golly, that kid was trained by Sunday night. No lie. His brother followed about 6 mos later, monkey see monkey do.